"The First Battle"

Elder Yang glanced at the audience: "Ding Hao ...... Zhan"

As soon as it was Ding Hao, the two people other than Mo Li and Zhang Shuang were nervous, praying that it would not be themselves.

"Don't leave!"

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy in their eyes.

Don't raise your eyebrows, yourself.

With a light footstep, he floated onto the stage.

"Hey, look, your Mo is on Senior Brother, and the opponent is Ding Hao. ”

In the crowd, one person saw the two people in the five groups of rings, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly patted his companion on the shoulder, and the person who was photographed was the previous supporter of Mo Li.

Hurriedly looked at the ring and clenched his fists: "Senior Brother Mo Li will definitely win." ”

"Senior Brother Ding Hao will definitely defeat Mo Li easily!"

The person who had quarreled with Mo Li's supporters just now immediately said.

Mo Li's supporters glanced at him lightly, too lazy to quarrel with him again, and set their eyes on the stage.

Ding Hao put one hand behind his back, thinking that he was chic.

"You're not bad, but you're no match for me. ”

The faint words contained a hint of contempt, Mo Li's strength was indeed enough to attract his attention, but he was confident that he could win easily.

Mo Li shrugged: "How do you know if you don't try." ”

Ding Hao chuckled lightly and raised his head slightly: "I know you won't admit defeat, so I'll let you know the difference in strength." ”

"Really, what gives you the confidence to be eleventh just because you're in the eleventh?"

Ding Hao's voice was slightly cold: "It's strength." ”

Since becoming the eleventh three years ago, no matter where I go, I have been looking at him with awe and respect.

And Mo Li, with his little strength, actually didn't take himself in his eyes so much, Ding Hao was very unhappy.

Zhang Shuang in the audience shook his head, he had been aiming at Ding Hao for the past three years and practicing hard, but he didn't expect his goal to become like this.

Arrogance, unenterprising, living in the glory of the past.

Mo Li didn't bother to talk to him again, after this battle, he would be able to get to know himself well, so he said lightly: "Let's start." ”

Ding Hao's face was even colder: "Okay, I hope you can support me a few more swords." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure turned into a streamer of light.

Mo Li stomped on his right foot, and the ring suddenly cracked under his feet, and his body shot out, facing Ding Hao.

A scorching aura gradually emanated from Mo Li's body, and the temperature around his body suddenly increased, and even the air seemed to be fiery red.

"Hmph, do you think that if it works for Jiang Huaze, it will work for me!"

Ding Hao snorted coldly, and the spirit sword fell into his hand.

"Ding!"

In the blink of an eye, the two figures staggered, and the spirit sword slashed on Mo Li's crimson fist, and there was also only a small white mark.

Ding Hao frowned: "What a strong physique." ”

Although I have seen Mo Li's strong physique before, it is a different feeling to experience it in person.

At the staggered moment, Ding Hao's spiritual power suddenly surged, and the spirit sword in his hand slashed out towards Mo Li's waist with the rotation of his body.

The sharp aura suddenly covered the spirit sword, and the tip of the sword seemed to be extended a lot because of this huge golden spiritual power.

Mo Li's footsteps were light, and he also turned around, and an uppercut came out of his waist, colliding violently with the sword body that was slashed by his lazy waist.

The powerful golden spiritual power cut Mo Li's fist, Ding Hao sneered, and the sword body slashed fiercely, bringing up traces of blood.

Mo Li frowned, stomped his right foot, and retreated sharply.

Ding Hao did not pursue, and looked at Mo Li proudly.

"Your physique and the martial arts you use are indeed good, but unfortunately, you met me, and I can easily break through your physique. ”

Mo Li slowly raised his right hand, and on the four fingers except for his thumb, four wounds were connected together, and a trace of blood overflowed, and then Mo Li's body temperature evaporated.

"yes, that's ......"

"Try again!"

Mo Li shouted violently, turned into a red light, and launched an attack first.

The aura on his body increased again, and the fire spiritual power flowed throughout his body, not only his arms, but also his whole body turned red.

With a red body, the temperature rose again, and waves of fire seemed to rise around Mo Li's body, like a fiery red beast.

"What is this?"

The brutal and fiery aura not only enveloped the No. 5 ring, but also continued to radiate outward, attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Dong in the ring glanced in the direction of Mo Li, but saw that Mo Li's opponent was Ding Hao.

"I'm sorry, I can't put it off. ”

Lin Dong apologized to the people on the other side and quickly resolved the battle.

"Don't worry, Mo Li will win. ”

Lin Yuechao said to Su Yuechan, who was frowning.

"What, can't help it?"

Wang Fan's eyes never took off Mo Li's body, as if he was talking to the air, but Jin Zhan knew that he was talking to himself.

"Haha, I want to fight him right now!"

There are very few physical cultivation in Wanjian Mountain, and Jin Zhan is one of the best.

And the belligerent Jin Zhan, seeing the outbreak of Mo Li's strength, was full of fighting spirit.

"Can this martial art be improved?"

On the high platform, Elder Huang was a little stunned.

"This martial art seems to be unusual, but I don't know if this little guy is still hidden. ”

Elder Sword tapped his fingers on the armrest, a little uncertain.

On the ring, seeing Mo Li rushing towards him like a giant beast, Ding Hao did not advance but retreated, and greeted Mo Li.

"Breaking the golden sword, condensation!"

The left hand is sealed, and two fingers are wiped on the sword.

The sword body gradually shone with golden light as the left hand slided, and in the end, the originally extended illusory sword tip suddenly solidified, like a real golden sword.

"Slash!"

Holding a golden sword that was much longer than an ordinary sword in both hands, Ding Hao snorted softly.

The golden sword was raised high and slashed down.

The golden light flickered, making Mo Li's eyes narrow.

The speed increased again, turning into a crimson streamer, and meeting the extremely sharp golden sword.

"Boom!"

The air seemed to be suffocated, and Mo Li's right fist rushed straight into the golden sword that he had slashed down.

The crimson streamer and the golden sword suddenly stopped, fighting to the death, and no one let them.

"Get down for me!"

Ding Hao shouted violently, and continued to increase the spiritual power infused.

However, no matter how much he increased his strength, the golden sword did not advance in the slightest.

Mo Li raised his head slowly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Can't you add more?"

"Impossible!

Ding Hao was incredulous, his green tendons burst out, and he pressed down hard again, but he still didn't advance at all.

"Then, change me!"

Mo Li's right fist suddenly retreated, and the golden sword suddenly went downward, and Ding Hao, who felt the golden sword advancing again, had a happy face, but his eyes suddenly widened.

Mo Li took a deep breath, and the divine light in his eyes exploded.

Rumble!

The feeling of a volcanic eruption envelops everyone's heart.

As the punch advanced, the falling golden sword stopped again.

It's not over yet.

"Aren't you amazing?"

Rumble!

Another punch, Ding Hao took a step back.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to see the difference in strength?"

Rumble!

Ding Hao's face turned pale and he retreated again.

"Didn't you let me hold a few more swords?"

Rumble!

Taking a step back, the golden sword formed by the golden spiritual power suddenly had the slightest crack.

"Now, do you still have a face!"

With a loud shout, the last punch suddenly blasted out.

Rumble!

The golden sword shattered inch by inch, revealing the appearance of the original spirit sword. Ding Hao's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his body flew out upside down.

Under the scorching sun, a perfect arc crossed, and Ding Hao smashed into the ring and disappeared.

Mo Li stood proudly in the air, his violent aura was like a demon god, condescending, and he was the only one.

In the square, there was silence.

Mo Li's fierce battle like a beast remained deeply in the hearts of everyone, and Mo Li, who stood proudly under the bright sun, was extremely dazzling.

Zhang Shuang looked at Mo Li standing proudly in the air in shock, and slowly stood up.

"Mo Li, is this your real strength?"

Lin Dong also looked at Mo Li in a daze, and couldn't help but clench his hands.

"I ...... Don't believe it!"

A terrible scream rang through the square, and a blood-soaked figure suddenly burst out from under the ring, rocks flying.

Ding Hao stopped opposite Mo Li, his cloak scattered, and blood overflowed.

"I've seen the gap between us. ”

Ding Hao's words before the war, Mo Li gave the answer.

"Ahh

Such a sentence made Ding Hao completely lose his mind.

"Extreme Golden Light!"

Ding Hao's hair was flying, and there was a little blood on his face, like a mad demon.

The metallic spiritual power gathered wildly, and a small golden light appeared on the tip of the sword.

Zhang Shuang's pupils, who were closest to Mo Li and Ding Hao, shrank, this was to compress the spiritual power to the extreme, and with the sharpness of the golden spiritual power, it pierced everything.

Ding Hao is ready to fight to the death, even if he loses, he will let Mo Li get injured.

Mo Li could naturally see Ding Hao's thoughts, but his face was still calm.

"So, convince you. ”

With a soft voice, Mo Li slowly clenched his right fist.

"Burning Sky Overlord Fist, Burning Mountain!"

Just like the miniature of the mountains that appeared in the battle with Jiang Huaze, it reappeared.

Mo Li exhaled lightly, his spiritual power did not stop, and his fists continued to pour out.

The magma overflowed, and the microcosm of the mountain with tongues of fire suddenly expanded, and the breath of burning everything shrouded Ding Hao's body.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but retreat, and two completely different but powerful forces were about to collide together.

"Don't leave, go die!"

The golden point of light on the tip of the sword suddenly erupted, and a ray of light shot towards Mo Li at an extremely fast speed.

Mo Li's right fist slowly rolled out, as if pushing out a mountain.

The golden light fell on the shadow of the mountain, and it suddenly stopped moving.

"Burning Mountain, go!"

Mo Li snorted coldly, his slightly bent right arm suddenly straightened, and his body rushed out.

It seemed that the evenly matched mountain shadow and the golden light could no longer maintain a balance, and the mountain shadow pressed the golden light and headed towards Ding Hao.

"No!"

Ding Hao looked at the approaching mountain shadow and Mo Li behind the mountain shadow in horror, and shouted unwillingly.

"To be a human being, the most important thing is to be self-aware!"

A faint sentence spread throughout the square.

The shadow of the mountain swallowed the golden light and landed on the blade of the sword.

"Ding!"

The spirit sword broke off in response.

Just as Elder Yang was about to make another move, Mo Li's breath slowly calmed down.

The mountain shadow disappeared, Mo Li stood quietly, and suddenly punched out, smashing Ding Hao to the ground.

In the end, Mo Li reined in his strength, and this punch would not be life-threatening to Ding Hao.

Lying quietly in the ring, Ding Hao's eyes were blank, looking at the sun in the sky.

Extremely measured, Elder Yang glanced at Mo Li appreciatively and said in a loud voice.

"In this battle, don't leave the victory!"